I was just 22 or so, working a receptionist job while going to school part time. My dad was a General in the Air Force (relevant to the story) and was the base commander where he was stationed. I get a call at work one day from my mother and all she says to me is "WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!?!"
While I wasn't a complete angel, I didn't live at home and certainly hadn't done anything, especially recently, that would warrant her calling me like this so I asked her what she was talking about.
"YOU RENTED SOME GARBAGE VIDEO CALLED NIKKI'S SEX KITCHEN?!"
Completely dumbfounded, I finally got the full story out of her. Apparently I had gone to an independent video store and rented this porn video and never returned it. Since the account was opened with my military dependent ID, and military dependent IDs have their sponsors name on them, which was my father, and the phone number they gave the store was fake, they called the base to talk to my father. He cut them off and told them to call my mother as he was working. They did, and explained the situation, and she said she would call me to figure out what's going on. Which she did, and yelled at me good for it! I swore up and down that it wasn't me, and got the number of the video store so I could straighten it all out.
When I called and talked to the man in the store, he said they have a photocopy of my ID, and it certainly is my account so I needed to return the movie, pay for it or they would call the cops for theft. Since it wasn't actually me, I didn't have any extra money to pay for a stolen porn movie, and I certainly didn't want to get charged with theft of a porno, I kept insisting it wasn't mine and they had a fake ID or something. We went back and forth like this for awhile, when finally, it occurred to me to ask what the issue date on that ID was. See, when I was 18 it was legal to drink 3.2 beer in Colorado, so after my 18th birthday I went out with some friends to a 3.2 bar to drink and dance. I had gone out to dance and asked one of my friends to watch my purse, well, she left the table to go dance the next song, and someone stole my purse. I reported it to the police, and they found some of the items from my purse dumped outside the bar, but obviously my dependent ID was one of the things missing. I got a new one with a more recent issue date and went on with my life not even thinking about it.
It seems that 4 YEARS LATER someone used my stolen ID to open an account at a video store, and rent porn, then not return it. Once I explained to the video store guy that the ID he had a copy of was stolen from me 4 years ago, and I had a police report and a new ID with a more recent issue date (it wasn't valid any more, because I was over 21, but I still had the ID) and that I was more than willing to come down there and give them that information, he told me that he wouldn't hold me responsible for it.
I called my mom back and explained to her what the situation was, and we had a good relieved laugh about it. She said I was very lucky that the video store hadn't told my father what movie it was that I supposedly rented and stole or he would have killed me! Now it's kind of a family joke that the whole situation happened!